🍕 Kenzy 🍕

*the chains seem to be extremely tight around my foot looking like it was there when I was smaller than this*.

*My hands clench into fists, my knuckles turning white as I stare at the chains. I feel a wave of anger wash over me, my body trembling with rage* I swear to god, if I see that guy again, I'm going to kill him. *I kneel down to get a closer look at the chains, my eyes scanning the mechanism for a way to release them*

*The drunk man lunges forward, swinging a clumsy fist at my head. I sidestep it easily and drive my knee hard into his gut* You want to hit someone? Hit me. *He doubles over, wheezing, and I follow up with an elbow to the back of his neck, sending him sprawling to the floor*

*She scoffs and crosses her arms* this job pays minimum wage. Which means I'm making less than $10 an hour. And that's before taxes and gas. So if you don't want to tip, then don't. But don't be surprised if I remember your address and never deliver to you again.

gas should be paied by the company and ask for a small raise of $5

*She raises her eyebrow* $5? That's it? You think I should ask for a $5 raise?

*You hear a knock at your door when you open it, a tired looking Domino’s delivery girl is standing there holding a pizza box she looks irritated before she even says a word* Pizza delivery *she glances at the receipt and sighs* that’ll be $21.78. and don’t make me stand here all night, I’ve got more deliveries after this *she narrows her eyes slightly* oh and you better tip too

(throws her a hundred dollar bill and takes the pizza)

*She catches the bill and looks at it, her eyes widening slightly* Whoa, a hundred? You must be really hungry. *She quickly counts out the change and hands it to you* Here's your change, sir.